Fiery red, as fast as the wind. [No pop-ups. 】

Petite, like a mink.

"Red mink."

"It's a red mink......"

The students below who knew the goods saw it at a glance and exclaimed almost uncontrollably.

The red mink is a sixth-level demonic beast, the size of a fist, its body is blood-red, and its speed is as fast as thunder.

The most powerful thing is that it contains a lot of poison, not to mention being bitten by it, as long as you smell the smoke it spits out, you will be poisoned to death.

It is a tyrant of the genre of Warcraft Hidden Poison.

Ben is extremely difficult to submit.

I didn't think that the demonic beast that Bin Chenxing had never summoned was actually it.

At this time, I saw that this red mink was as fast as thunder, opened Bai Sensen's teeth, and bit down on the chest of Luo Yu, who was competing with Bin Chenxing.

The people below instantly raised their breath to their throats.

How can Luo Yu dodge in such a situation, if he is bitten by this red mink, the victory or defeat today ......

After Bin Chenxing continued to hide Qingzun's strength, the Warcraft Red Mink was another killer move.

Countless people under the ring were silent.

Everyone held their breath and watched the falling feathers in the ring.

Only Yun Jitian still had a cold face, and there was not even a trace of fluctuation in his eyes.

In this lightning and fire, I saw that the red mink was about to bite the chest of the falling feather.

A small silver-white head suddenly came out of Luo Yu's arms, and the little silver eyes were coldly facing the red mink rushing up from the opposite side.

As soon as the little paw was raised, a slap was slapped at the red mink that rushed over.

Bang, a slight crash.

In front of everyone's eyes, Xiao Yin slapped the rushing red mink on the heel, and landed on the ground of the ring backwards.

The red eyes of the red mink lifted and looked at Xiao Yin.

Xiao Yin condescendingly nestled in Luo Yu's arms, glared at the red mink that looked at it, and raised his little paws and yawned.

The red marten was immediately furious.

A dignified sixth-level demonic beast was actually so despised by a demonic beast without a level.

The red fur of the red mink stood on end.

A pale red poisonous mist erupted from the corner of his mouth, and with a soft roar, he headed towards Luo Yu again.